The end of the week marks the end of my "relaxed" ways, as I dive back into the trenches of ugly work. I am not looking forward to it and I'm feeling a bit blue.
I really don't enjoy what I'm doing right now because it's really tiring.
I realized I haven't found the happiness that would sustain me throughout my life. Perhaps I need to get married. Perhaps I need this or that. The problem with these supposed solutions is that they could backfire big time.
I don't need more responsibilities. I don't like responsibilities period. I don't know why I went into a profession with so many fucking responsibilities.
The people who give me "advice" about solutions for life (marriage, house, car, career, etc) never talk about money required to sustain those things.
Money is a weird thing. As you acquire more and more of it, you require more and more. This shouldn't be the case.
I was talking to my friend the other day about people surviving on $16,000 US dollars a year. They are below the poverty line but they get by. I make about twice that but I'm having trouble having any money left over by the end of the month.
Why is that? Well, it turns out my monthly bills come out to about 1500 dollars. I live in a modest unfurnished apt and I have a computer. I have to drive in cali so I have a Honda Fit. Food, gas, and loan payments suck out the rest.
I don't know how others do it. I don't know how they get by and I can't. All of my colleagues are in similar situations and yet they can party all day and night. Next year, I may have to do what I was thinking about doing, which is to move back in with my parents.
I found that if I move back, I would be saving about $14,000 a year. I don't mind going home. I don't fight with my parents. I get free lodging and mooch off the food. With the money saved, I could start paying off more of my student loans. At this point, I see no other option. I need to take any and every advantage I could find.
So come July of next year, I'll be living with parents and throwing parties every other night. Rock on.
2 comments:
The American Dream is expensive. The idea of leaving the nest at 18 and going at it on your own is an archaic model. It's too expensive now.
You need to live the Hmong Dream in the TV dramas. Live with your parents until you get married. Eat for hours on end at the dinner table and have jovial conversation with your parents.
Ironically, its priceless and cheaper.
Yes well, it's not about living a particular dream. It's about doing what makes sense.
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